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"What is your benchmark for the word 'work' that you expect?" "To live the marriage properly. You become my wife and a loving mother to Nora. Like before, I won't force myself, I won't enter if there is no permission from you, but I will continue to persuade and tempt you to surrender to my passion. Besides, if this relationship doesn't work well, if your trauma becomes more chaotic and unbearable with me, then be honest about it. I will try to find a solution for us." "And what about you, Seb?" "What about me?"

Our eyes lock for a moment before he looks away. "What's the second condition?" He sighs, swiftly changing the subject. "I want to work for you." "What?" He laughs in surprise. "You will be my wife. Not my worker." "This is not the eighteenth century, babe. Wives can work for their husbands. Not just in the kitchen but in actual offices. So, I want to be your wife and also your worker." "Why?" "To piss off Brandon and Wendy." I start. "But also, I need to feel like I'm working for all the money and benefits I'm getting from the contract. It's just too much. I feel like I'm robbing you in broad daylight when you are getting so little."

I couldn't have asked for a better husband. Several times, Erick suggested that I quit my job because we didn't need the extra income and he missed my company when I was travelling. I tried staying at home and not working for three months and eventually went "bat shit crazy". I soon realized that I'm a woman that needs the stimulation of work. Consequently, I went back to my boss and begged for a return to my old job. He was happy to have me back, and gave me a great promotion earning almost five times my former salary. The downside was that I had to travel all week every week.

“I know that my job might not be so commanding of respect to you, and I understand where you’re coming from. My income is hardly even a tenth of Dave's, but if there’s one thing I can say, it is that I have passion for what I do and it is my dream. I will never quit. “Even if I get married, I have the right to fight and continue to work hard to fulfill my dreams. I don't see how being cooped up at home is going to somehow help me qualify as the ideal wife for Karl. Mrs. Yves, I’m sure you know that we all have our ambitions, it’s not something you can force anyone into. Please don’t bring this up again in the future because frankly… your ideas cannot replace mine.”

Jessica said. "You know what Love, even if I wanted to stay a few more days. I'm sorry but I can't because I need to get back to work so that I can make more money for Raya's operation!" Travis said firmly and Jessica knew that there was nothing she could say or do to change her husband's mind because it has already been made up.

It's been three years since my divorce with Lennox, and true to Aaron's promise, he has stood by my side, taking care of me all the way from my pregnancy days, even until now after I gave birth to my three warriors. I feel guilty, though. For Aaron. Due to our presence in his life, he hasn't been able to settle down with a woman of his own. He's always too busy either working or taking care of me and the kids to think about marriage or dating. “They don’t want to go to school again!” I huffs tiredly, sitting on the bed. “And let’s not talk about the mess they created here.” He chuckles and then, He turn to the boys with a feign somber face. “C’mon dudes, why don’t you say to go to school. Yo

"Me and my wife got married when we were young. We were just nineteen. At first everyone was against us. At some point I thought they were right and we wouldn't work out. It is twenty two years and we are going on strong." "Do you want to know how I made it work? It is because I was willing to sacrifice anything for her. I was ready to do anything to make her happy and make our family work. I was ready to move on with her even when we hit a rough patch. I was madly and still madly in love with that woman. She drives me insane sometimes but trust me when I say that I love all that about her." At this moment, I feel a pang of guilt in my chest.

He knew it wasn't as big of a deal as he was making it to be. But he had to do a lot. He had to convince her he was not the same,take baby steps to do the same,show it in actions,gain her trust and what not and then they could be a normal couple. He just hated all this special treatment and pampering he had to give her now. Most couples would already be husband and wife, bypassing all of this. He just had to do so much work. He didn't want to sign up for this. But since he already had,he didn't want to give up so easily.

"What's that?" "That you don't get to keep treating her like a transaction just because you're scared. You don't get to use her trauma as a shield for your own. And you don't get to call her broken and expect her to thank you for understanding." His voice was quiet but absolutely firm. "You married that girl. You made promises to her, contract or not. And now you're falling in love with her. So you need to decide right now if you're brave enough to actually do the work or if you're going to keep sabotaging this because it's easier than being vulnerable." The office felt very small suddenly.

Father slammed his hand on the table. "Relax honey, you're going to scare our daughter" mother held him back. He sat down and let out a sigh. "Since you're not longer with him, I'll have to find you a husband" he said. "Daddy, I'll take care of it myself. Don't worry" I said. "You have three months to do that. If not, I'll have to find someone for you" "Yes, daddy" I let out a smile. A fake smile. There's no way I'll have father choose a husband for me. I'll make sure to find someone to marry within three months.